Saturday morning. NY Times. Coffee. This story made me choke on my breakfast burrito (not a euphemism).
Nicely played, Father.
Scene: The Vatican Lounge. Priests sitting around a large table drinking sarsaparilla. Marshall Tucker Band cranked on the hi-fi.
Priest: *Looks at long list in hand* Let’s see. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. *Looks up from list* Well, we haven’t pissed the Jews off in awhile.
If truth weren’t stranger than fiction, one might assume that the folks at The Onion might have grounds for a lawsuit against the NY Times for hijacking a perfectly absurd headline. And in the process of Googling the word ‘sacrilegious’ to make sure I was spelling it correctly for something else a little later, damned if this wasn’t the second result (after Urban Dictionary’s enntry) for the misspelled ‘sacrilegous’.
I don’t normally spend this much time thinking about Catholicism, especially on Saturday mornings (it embitters the coffee), but how can all of this not resort to Jesus becoming a member of the Sarcastic Clapping Family of Southhampton where this particular branch of His flock is concerned? Come on, Catholics! Start voting people off the proverbial island! Write a stern note to someone in latin!
Sir @ April 3, 2010